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GP44

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Sometimes I will describe something and I know I am calling it the wrong color.
Like the red car. When describing it I will accidentally say the blue car I mean the green car then I will say no it was the red car and I will say I knew it was red but even while thinking about red I called it the wrong color twice or three times.
Just wondering if that indicates anything?
Just mostly happens with colors.
 
Sometimes I will describe something and I know I am calling it the wrong color.
Like the red car. When describing it I will accidentally say the blue car I mean the green car then I will say no it was the red car and I will say I knew it was red but even while thinking about red I called it the wrong color twice or three times.
Just wondering if that indicates anything?
Just mostly happens with colors.
Maybe. It seems a bit off just because it's with colors. You may want to research that on the web.
 
It's like a mother that has to run through all her kids' names before she yells at the right one..... "Johnny....Tony....Bobby....you over there in the red shirt...get over here!"

I think we have so many words rattling around in our heads, we sometimes have to try out a few until we get to the right one.

Anyway, that's my theory and I'm sticking to it. It sounds better than, "I'm old and senile."
 
When I was in my mid-20s, I had an eye exam. For some reason, the guy showed me cards of different colors. I was supposed to identify the colors. In the middle of that, he showed me a red card, and I blurted out "yellow".

He was surprised, but not as surprised as I was, since I knew the card was red. We had quite a discussion about it, and finally the guy shut up and finished the exam.

It has never happened again. But, like @jujube mentioned, half the time I called one of the kids, I ran through every child's and the dog's name. Whenever I was with my mother and my daughter, I'd call my daughter my sister's name. And I would swear to you that my daughter and my sister are nothing alike.

Anyway, can't blame it on old age because I was either young or middle-aged when all that happened.
 
Here's a funny.

My wife and I have a very different set of responses in some regards.

Like - when telling a story, let's say I get the color of the car incorrect. My wife will instantly correct me. And she won't give it up until I nail the color of the car. Whereas, unless the color of the car is paramount to the story, I'd never correct her in the same circumstance.

It's the same who was in the room at a time, and the order in which things were done. I focus on the outcome, and my wife focuses on all the details between.

Life, huh? :D
 
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